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Then walking back to the car, drssed as a little girl with my nappy showing, I had to hide in the bushes every time someone came along.
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Knock. Knock.
"Mrs. Gardner? I need a change."
Lisa flashed her diaper while the door was still open. Any student walking in that hallway could see her raising her dress.
"Lisa!" said the nurse as she slammed the door. "People could see you! Have some decency!"
"Sorry, Mrs. Gardner."
"It's ok. Let me check you diaper. How are your classes going?"
"Pretty well! They're tough, but I'm getting really good grades. I'm thinking of applying to grad school next year!"
"That's nice, dear." Nurse Gardner's right hand's fingers pulled the waistband of Lisa's diaper while her left hand gently slid on the plastic cover of Lisa's wet diaper. The nurse noticed that the wetness indicator had failed to turn blue throughout, some parts were still green or even yellow. "You're not wet enough for a change. Do you absolutely need a dry diaper in the next hour or two?"
"Well, I have a class..."
The pigtail wearing 22-year-old trailed off. Mouth open, she squeaked in surprise. A familiar warm liquid was flooding her diaper. Mrs. Gardner watched as the diaper grew visibly wetter. That wetness indicator was turning blue.
"Alright, be thankful you had an accident. I'll change you."
"Thank youuu, Mrs. Gardner!"
"You're lucky you look so cute in diapers, I'm sure you have boys lining up to take care of you. Don't you have boys wanting to change your diaper? Or girls, you know, it's ok to like girls."
"There's one guy in my class I really like, but I tend to go peepee when I talk to him... That's why I like having a dry diaper, it makes me feel safer!
"And you will be! Now hop on the changing table, time for your change."
Photo credit: @sugarylittlexxx
For more stories by me: https://reamstories.com/babywriter
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Doing her homework, waiting for Daddy to get home
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I didnt realize how hot these diapers were until I was editing this video. I think I could cum to the sight of this waistband alone hahah
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Mr Thompson was barely conscious. The anaesthetic he had been given during the treatment of infantilise him had not yet worn off and Nurse had topped up his face mask with a little drop of chloroform to keep him subdued. He was nice and weak and woozy.
Nurse Hannah had been assigned to change his diaper and to ensure he was restrained so that the infantilisation process would be a success. “ Are you feeling ok Mr Thompson? A little groggy and out of it still? Don’t worry that’s normal” she said
He was not the typical patient for this type of treatment. Usually it was loser incels or wimps being forced into it by dominant girlfriends. Or older men whose wives put them down for treatment because they were fed up with their behaviour or because they had cheated on them
But Mr Thompson was different. He was handsome for a start. He also seemed quite normal and nice according to the other nurses who met him in reception. They said he dressed well and wore really nice clothes and had a god job apparently. He parked a Porsche in the car park! Why would he want to commit to permanent infantilisation and a lifetime in diapers?
“Where am I?” He asked “Why are you putting me in a diaper?
You are in the age regression clinic Mr Thompson. You had just had the first stage of your treatment to turn you permanently into a helpless little baby. Just as you wanted.”
“Noooooooo” he said becoming agitated. “I didn’t want that. I shouldn’t be here. My name is Johnson. I came to pick up my date here. A nurse.” His words were slurring and he was having difficulty speaking. Nurse Hannah was barely listening to him. She knew that he would soon be losing the ability to speak at all just babbling baby sounds would come out of him. Shame.
Of course you did Mr Thompson. It’s ok the anaesthetic sometimes plays tricks on our patients. Just relax and let me get you in this nice thick fluffy diaper. Then I can just adjust your Medicare and you can have nice beddie byes in your lovely clean diaper. Nurse adjusted the flow of the post operative sedative medication to help him get to sleep. “Noooo. Nursh. There musht have been shome short of mishtake“. His words were getting very slurred now. “I am not s’posed to be a lickle baby. I am grown up. Pwease Nursh Pwease. No sleepies.must get help. Must get Hunna. Must get Honey…”
And with that the sedative overwhelmed him and he feel asleep. Nurse Hannah heard a gushing sound and realised he had just soaked his diaper again. She looks at him kindly. Poor thing. They often regretted the procedure just after it was too late. It was a real shame. He was a good looking well hung man.
But Hannah needed to leave on time tonight. She had a date which the other nurses had set up for her. She couldn’t wait to meet him. So much so that she had asked him to meet her here in reception at the Clinic. She hadn’t met him before. She desperately tried to remember his name it was Andy. Andy Jones. No. Andy Johns? No that wasn’t right either. Ohhh what was his name now! Johnson!!! That’s right Andy Johnson!
Image credit Private Patient
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Haevenly pics (peeks?) from Bethany-Louise on Fetlife https://fetlife.com/users/5619201
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I LOVE MY DIAPER! I LOVE MY DIAPER!
I LOVE MY DIAPER! I LOVE MY DIAPER!
I LOVE MY DIAPER! I LOVE MY DIAPER!
I LOVE MY DIAPER! I LOVE MY DIAPER!
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